Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MORNING ON THE LIEVRE, by ARCHIBALD LAMPMAN



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First Line: Far above us where a jay
Last Line: Like a dream.
Subject(s): Rivers


FAR above us where a jay
Screams his matins to the day,
Capped with gold and amethyst,
Like a vapour from the forge
Of a giant somewhere hid,
Out of hearing of the clang
Of his hammer, skirts of mist
Slowly up the woody gorge
Lift and hang.

Softly as a cloud we go,
Sky above and sky below,
Down the river; and the dip
Of the paddles scarcely breaks,
With the little silvery drip
Of the water as it shakes
From the blades, the crystal deep
Of the silence of the morn,
Of the forest yet asleep;
And the river reaches borne
In a mirror, purple gray,
Sheer away
To the misty line of light,
Where the forest and the stream,
In the shadow meet and plight,
Like a dream.





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